My friend Chrissie took the photographs of the show and you can see me naked in the arms of their jock-clone slave. I was spanked with butter mats and caressed with satin gloves by the main Dominatrix, Gen. I came back to Berlin, suffered a severe trauma through the murder of my partner and was hanging about feeling completely fucked down on East Side. Carelessly one day I stepped out of wagon, missed the step and broke my ankle. I was then laid up in my wagon, immobile and depressed. I was sitting in my wagon with my headphones on when I heard a small explosion outside.

I hobbled out to see my neighbour's wagon exploding in flames. I grabbed the aforesaid roll of film off my desk and proceeded to photograph the mini inferno. Naturally, the wagon was consumed and our poor neighbour made homeless. There was only the base left and we had a sofa sitting on it when our friend came home, to comfort the blow and try and instill some humour into the demise of his home... This film is one of my most poignant set of images that I took on my two years on East Side Gallery.

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